Evil Emperor’s Poisonous Consort: Divine Doctor Young Miss

Chapter 2339: Many parties gather together (1)

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Ye Yuxi remembered clearly that when he was in space, Jiuchenyin had only improved his cultivation to the middle stage of Xuanling through these days of hard training, but now he had crossed two small realms in succession. At this speed, he could catch up with others in one day. Ten years of hard training.

Everyone waited for a while, and the other two strong men who got the opportunity also came back one after another. After checking to make sure nothing was missing, Ye Yuxi took everyone into the space and went on the road again with Bai Jinyi.

The original plan was to arrive at Qilong Valley before dark, but there was a fierce battle with Feng Yuping on the way, and there was another big scene of tribulation, and it was already late at night.

The two had no choice but to travel overnight.

Fortunately, Ye Yuxi and Bai Jinyi did not rest near the valley. Within half an hour after the two left, a group of people arrived at the valley where Ye Yuxi had passed the tribulation.

More than a dozen men in green clothes floated over the valley, with shock and consternation in their eyes.

One of the strong men looked at the charred rocks and stuttered: "Lin, Uncle Lin, could this be someone trying to overcome the tribulation?"

"I can't say, with such a large range, even the strong earth spirit cannot trigger it! It might be some kind of spirit beast with thunder attribute." The man called Uncle Lin, about fifty years old, glanced around with a gloomy expression. below.

"Linhai Sect! I didn't expect you to beat me to it this time! If you have some sense, call out the treasure you got, and I will spare your life."

A rough and fierce voice came down from the sky. Uncle Lin and others looked up. When they saw the number and attire of the people coming, not only their expressions changed.

Hundreds of meters high in the sky, there was also a group of strong men, wearing blue training uniforms with the symbol of sword intersection embroidered on their chests. Their number was twice as many as Uncle Lin and others, and the spiritual power fluctuations emanating from their bodies were extremely irregular. Weak, the lowest level of cultivation is the ninth level.

"Hu Guangde, you don't have to rant like this! Where's the treasure? You can't feel the pressure of the calamity remaining in the sky!" Uncle Lin roared hoarsely, and his spiritual power was already secretly running in his hands.

Linhai Sect and Xingxiu Villa have always been at odds with each other. Every time they meet in the mountains, there will almost always be friction. Fortunately, Shiwanda Mountain is a vast area, and the two powerful families are far apart, so they don't usually bump into each other.

I just didn’t expect to be here today…

"Hmph! The pressure of the heavenly tribulation? Lin He, do you think the people in my Xingxiu Villa are three-year-old boys? There is a hundred miles of pressure here. Even if you are in the realm of the earth and spirit, it is impossible to cause thunderclouds. Five miles, this hundred miles of pressure, you tell me someone is overcoming the tribulation? Is it possible that someone is promoted to the heavenly spirit!"

Hu Guangde snorted coldly, obviously not believing what Uncle Lin said.

"Hu Guangde, this place was already like this when we came here. There were no treasures at all. Believe it or not!" Uncle Lin's face was a little gloomy. The other party's cultivation level was almost the same as ours, but the number of the other party was twice as many as ours. !

If there really was a fight, Linhai Sect would definitely suffer.

"Hey, I didn't expect it to be so lively. If something good comes out, we will share it equally. Don't let the two of you hurt your friendship." A voice came from the west, causing Uncle Lin, Hu Guangde and others to turn their heads at the same time.

"Why is it him?" "People from Qilong Valley?"

Not many people came, only three, and the leader was none other than Bud! Behind Bard, there were two half-century old men with cold eyes, calm demeanor, and their cultivation was at the level of the Mysterious Spirit.